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Chapter 108: 【092】Eight Extremes Small Frame, Heaven-reaching Palm_5

Chapter 108: 【092】Eight Extremes Small Frame, Heaven-reaching Palm_5

Seeing him walk towards the dining area, many people sitting close to him quickly picked up their trays and moved further away, afraid of provoking this fierce character who seemed to appear out of nowhere.

"Quick, quickly take Brother Gang to the medical room." The young punk realized what was happening and immediately shrieked with a sharp voice.

At the same time, an infinite fear and regret surged in his heart. If he had known Wang Longhu was this fierce, even Guo Shenggang wasn’t a match for him, he wouldn’t have acted so arrogantly.

The whole conflict started because of him, and now that Guo Shenggang was so severely injured, once Zhang Jinbao found out about this, he wouldn’t be able to escape responsibility either.

Watching the group urgently carry the injured and flee, Zheng Dongliang excitedly piled some food on his plate and sat next to Wang Longhu, eagerly asking, "Brother Hu, it feels like you’re much stronger than the last time you fought. That Guo Shenggang, in terms of strength, is the fifth strongest in our factory, but he couldn’t even take one move from you. Brother Hu, why don’t you teach me martial arts? Watching you fight so effortlessly makes me want to learn too."

As the son of the factory owner, even if people saw Zheng Dongliang getting close to Wang Longhu, they wouldn’t dare to touch a single hair on him, so Zheng Dongliang felt very calm inside.

"You want to learn martial arts?" Wang Longhu popped a piece of beef into his mouth, glancing at Zheng Dongliang with some amusement.

"Yeah, yeah! After nearly being kidnapped twice in a row, I suddenly realized I need some self-defense skills too. If I could be as fierce as you, Brother Hu, then no one would dare mess with me in the future." Zheng Dongliang waved his fist enthusiastically.

Although Wang Longhu had a panel, his diligence in martial arts was obvious. Every day he gave up scrolling TikTok and playing games, dedicating all his time to practicing martial arts.

This was how he was able to rapidly improve his martial arts skills, getting stronger the more he practiced.

When he heard Zheng Dongliang wanted to train in martial arts, Wang Longhu’s first instinct was disbelief, thinking this rich kid was just caught up in the moment with a three-minute passion.

However, Wang Longhu didn’t want to pour cold water on Zheng Dongliang’s sudden enthusiasm for martial arts training.

"Alright, starting today, you can practice horse stance. Look up the posture online and make sure it’s standard. When you can do it continuously for 20 minutes, I’ll teach you martial arts," Wang Longhu readily agreed.

The most important things in martial arts are patience and perseverance. As a basic skill in martial arts, horse stance can train a beginner’s foundation and stamina, while also testing one’s patience and willpower.

It’s the perfect way to test someone like Zheng Dongliang, a rich kid. If he can’t hold the stance for 20 minutes, Wang Longhu would have a reason to refuse teaching him.

If by chance Zheng Dongliang really managed to hold the horse stance for 20 minutes, then the next step would be Pile Skill waiting for him, a series of exercises tough enough to whittle away any beginner’s momentary zeal.

"Horse stance? 20 minutes? Alright, I’ll try it later." Zheng Dongliang murmured about the task Wang Longhu assigned, very seriously committing it to memory.

The Zheng family’s factory is built in the mountains, and it takes three to four hours of driving to get out, making transportation inconvenient. As a result, unless it’s holidays, the workers rarely leave and usually live at the factory.

So, apart from growing medicinal herbs, the Zheng family’s factory is equipped with stores, medical rooms, supermarkets, basketball courts, badminton halls, gyms, parks, staff dormitories, and more.

Originally, Wang Longhu was supposed to stay in an eight-person staff dormitory, but because he was friends with Zheng Dongliang, the factory owner’s son, a special arrangement was made, and Wang Longhu got a single room with a bathroom, kitchen, and washing machine—a treatment equal to a presidential suite.

After dinner, Zheng Dongliang went to practice his horse stance, while Wang Longhu went alone to his own single room.

The room was about thirty square meters, with white tiled floors and white-painted walls. Inside, there was a simple iron-framed bed, a table, and a chair, embodying minimalism to the extreme.

Wang Longhu was never one to care about luxury; he developed this trait during his many years living in Hangzhou. Without disdain for the simple amenities, he put his backpack on the chair and immediately continued practicing Dark Force to refine his internals.

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In the southeastern corner of the factory, there was a large warehouse. It was clear that this warehouse had been here for many years, with its iron roof’s paint long faded, and its doors spotted with rust. The faintly visible words "Fire Precaution" painted on the doors were hardly recognizable.

Moo! Moo!

Inside the warehouse, the agitated sounds of bulls echoed continuously. In the wide central space, two yellow bulls were yoked to plows, desperately raising their hooves and charging towards the south and north directions.

Yet, their bodies seemed fixed to the ground; no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t take a single step forward.

Following the ropes on the plows to their ends, one would be amazed to see a young-looking man standing with his legs apart, like two cement pillars stuck in place.

The ropes attached to the bulls were tightly bound to his thighs, revealing that it was indeed this man who was wrestling with the two bulls.

Moreover, he held the absolute upper hand, keeping the bulls utterly still, unable to move a single inch.

This foundation, this strength, could only be described as terrifying.